Stones on a Grave by Kathy Kacer

Author:Kathy Kacer
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: JUV013060, JUV016060, JUV013050
Publisher: Orca Book Publishers
Published: 2015-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

She awoke slowly, hours later, in the exact same spot, in the same clothes in which she had arrived. She had been dreaming that she was back in her dorm room at the orphanage, with Dot and Tess in the beds across from her. Joe was cooking downstairs, and the smell of eggs and toast was drifting up to her room. Soon Miss Webster would begin knocking on the doors of all the orphans, signaling them to get up and get ready for chores and breakfast. For a moment, Sara allowed herself to stay there, comforted by an image that was familiar and felt safe. Then she began to stretch and slowly opened her eyes, taking a moment to orient herself to her surroundings. Her head felt thick and filled with cobwebs. But slowly the floral wallpaper came into focus, and she knew she was not in Hope. She was in Frau Klein’s inn, waking up to her second day in Germany. The smell of breakfast being prepared below wafted up to fill her room. With a deep sigh, Sara knew it was time to get up.

She rose, but not before she had turned to the window to check on the baby robins. All appeared to be quiet there for now. Then she went to shower and change her clothes, putting on one of the blouses she had made before leaving Hope. Finally, she made her way down to the kitchen, where Frau Klein was busy making breakfast. The smell was heavenly, and Sara realized that she was famished.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Guten Morgen.” Frau Klein smiled and guided Sara to the table, where she presented her with platters of eggs, toast, fried potatoes and a delicious thick yogurt with fresh fruit. All this was to be washed down with strong coffee and hot milk. Sara hadn’t had a feast like this in a long time. Just as she was digging in, John Wayne entered the kitchen from outside. When he saw Sara, his tail began to wag furiously, practically throwing him off his feet. His ample behind swayed from side to side as he wobbled over to sit next to her chair.

“Good morning, John Wayne,” she said, reaching down to scratch behind his ear. He closed his eyes and leaned into her hand.

At that moment, Frau Klein placed the dog’s bowl of food in a corner of the kitchen. John Wayne didn’t wait for an invitation. He pranced over to bury his face in his own breakfast.

From the size of him, he looked like he’d had his share of Frau Klein’s cooking, Sara thought, amused. And she could understand his enthusiasm. Frau Klein continued to bring plate after plate of food to Sara. “Komm, iss, komm, iss!!” the innkeeper insisted. Sara knew without really understanding that she was being urged to eat. She lifted her fork and began to dig in. Even though she could barely communicate with Frau Klein about anything, there was no awkwardness in their interaction. They

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